I worked in that area a generation ago for a few months. What a **** hole. Nothing to do on Sundays, all businesses were closed. Had to run across the stateline to get beer, even then it was beer light with half the alcohol. Half the people looked, sounded, acted like extras from Beverly Hillbillies or Dukes of Hazzard. (And not a Daisy Duke or Ellie Mae Clampett among them.)

I worked in that area a generation ago for a few months. What a **** hole. Nothing to do on Sundays, all businesses were closed. Had to run across the stateline to get beer, even then it was beer light with half the alcohol. Half the people looked, sounded, acted like extras from Beverly Hillbillies or Dukes of Hazzard. (And not a Daisy Duke or Ellie Mae Clampett among them.)

I worked in that area a generation ago for a few months. What a **** hole. Nothing to do on Sundays, all businesses were closed. Had to run across the stateline to get beer, even then it was beer light with half the alcohol. Half the people looked, sounded, acted like extras from Beverly Hillbillies or Dukes of Hazzard. (And not a Daisy Duke or Ellie Mae Clampett among them.)